Early morning and it's raining again. I am hungover, not miserably so, but hungover none the less. I am not sure how or why I find myself in this position. I started out yesterday full of good intentions. I only brought one bottle of wine to lunch. I only had one cocktail after, then I met up with some friends and only had one or maybe two rum and cokes with them, then I went to have my dinner at a bar, only to find the food yocky and inedible. So to that end I managed some more drinks. Came home had another two drinks whilst waffling at the Paramour-who appear to be growing some sort of beard. Went to bed.
I am to attend a birthday party later today.
And it's raining.